Here's a little game we can play. Who's your favorite drunk from the annals of time, real and/or imaginary, and why?

Mine's Winston Churchill. Any man who can write and speak as he did, completly soused, is a great man.

And while the most a drunk can usually hope to send to their graves is a carload, Churchill sent a generation off while making them proud to go! Bonus.

As for fictional drunks, Bacchus wins hands down. His followers were the guys that made sure that the parties in Athens were never dull. Also, any god whom you worship by holding a drunken orgy is a good god in my book. Sure, Jesus'd give you wine from the Rhine, but Bacchus didn't care if it made you covet your neighbor's wife.